Cleveland Amory once said that only men could be curmudgeons. Fine. I've set out to be a curmudgeonette.
I'm middle-aged, single, owned by a stubborn dog and so white bread all my clothes should say "Wonder." If it weren't for a few little quirks, I would be absolutely indistinguishable from other Midwestern females.

Thursday, February 05, 2009

Meh

I'm so freaking tired of being manic-depressive it's not even funny. Even with the Lexapro, I go from happy and bouncy (Tuesday) to utterly flat and meh (today). Of course, yesterday's little adventure combining standing-still traffic and a migraine didn't help any.

At least I will get my niece's birthday present mailed out tomorrow--it will wind up being just shy of a month late, but at least it will get there. I hope she still loves "Mickamouse."

Life's roller coaster can make on nauseous. I am looking forward to spring, to getting out on the porch and and enjoying the warm breezes, the breezes that get stronger and then turn into wind, the wind that is accompanied by thunder, the thunder and lightening, the crazed dog, panting madly through the house...never mind.

Geez i have known you for how long and i never knew you were manic depressive...

X-wife and X-sister in law were both manic - so i know what its like or as much as anyone can...(& i always thought i got it by osmosis from her - was just a sign about how bad our relationship had become - i was down when she was down).

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Mustelidae Jammicus Rufus, an aquatic mammal which thrives in environments containing deep bath tubs, luxurious bath products, exquisite paw polish, perfume, jewelry, high thread-count sheets and fluffy pillows. Owned by one adorable dog, possessed of a loving (if slightly crazy) family and generally a happy critter with goofy brain wiring.
Do not feed green peppers to a Jammicus unless you would like them spit back at you at high velocity, and if you start petting one, be prepared to continue for a minimum of thirty minutes.